User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3135907-20150410175241/@comment-3135907-20160425033913

Scurvin's eyes widened, as if trying to tell her something, Run. Help. Sound the alarm...

Flenta walked right past Scurvin, winked, and pulled Asrin in for a jaunty kiss, then pulled apart, taking an excited breath. "Oooh, Rin, you'll like this. I did jist like we planned, me lovey. It's all..." she lowered her voice to a husky whisper, "...taken...care of."